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Feb. 1st, 2006 04:27 pmUsually, I sort of love living alone. (Not that my roomates weren't awesome! You guys rocked every single one of my socks!) I've been doing it for almost three years now, and I dig it. It's very quiet.
But the last few days I've been really missing y'all, being able to walk through the door and be all, "I'm sad! Let's have a dance party! Right now!"
I mean. I do that now, but my plants and appliances are less than responsive. Although the fridge does shimmy now and again.
I miss you guys for late night cookie baking and Count of Monte Cristo drinking games and a built-in system for forcing me not to be sad. (I miss the spot for the same reasons, as well as the potential for meaningful covers of "Faith" and playing cards with ugly naked men on.)
My neighbors are all murderers, so I think that all of the former Flagler-ites need to move into my building instead. Then we can put tin cans with strings between all of our balconies.
But the last few days I've been really missing y'all, being able to walk through the door and be all, "I'm sad! Let's have a dance party! Right now!"
I mean. I do that now, but my plants and appliances are less than responsive. Although the fridge does shimmy now and again.
I miss you guys for late night cookie baking and Count of Monte Cristo drinking games and a built-in system for forcing me not to be sad. (I miss the spot for the same reasons, as well as the potential for meaningful covers of "Faith" and playing cards with ugly naked men on.)
My neighbors are all murderers, so I think that all of the former Flagler-ites need to move into my building instead. Then we can put tin cans with strings between all of our balconies.
